Chapter 047: Chess is high, showing affection.
"You!" The horse Qianhu turned around and sighed.
"Yes, it's your grandfather and me." As soon as I saw his expression, I knew that I was surprised that she would take the initiative to come out. Xia Chuqi lifted the hem of the green cloth on her body, stepped on the damp bluestone slab with soap boots, slightly raised her delicate little face, crooked eyebrows and squinted eyes, seemed to be smiling rather than smiling, and her body bones looked thin like a wicker, which made it more and more difficult that the black sheath sword in her hand was thick and powerful.
"Wow, little rabbit cub, I finally found you...... sir"
The little eyes of the horse Qianhu lit up, and he shook off the little novice in his hand, and glanced at the few guys who came with him on the side.
"Brothers, up! and took the men, so that they could return to the governor of the capital. β
Rough man!
Xia Chuqi set the type for him, and he felt a little regretful in his heart.
You must know that she has always been haunted by Dongfang Qingxuan when she was tied up and put at the bottom of the coffin. According to her revenge temperament, although she can't clean up Dongfang Qingxuan at present, but now that these guys have found the door, she should not pick them up, it is not in line with her values.
originally wanted to have a good time, but when she looked at this Ma Qianhu, people were so stupid, her interest was a little lower.
However, she also saw from his words that about the "true identity" of her original Xia Cao, except for the Dongfang Demon or a few subordinates who were close to him and read the "novel" ybdu, it is estimated that most of the people in Jinyiwei did not know. Including this Ma Qianhu and several people who directly carried out the task. And, listening to his tone, they didn't even seem to know that she was a woman.
Thinking about this, she felt funny again. Squinting at the horse Qianhu, she held her sword in front of her chest, smiling and pursing her lips.
"Turtle son, do you know who your grandfather and I are?"
Ma Qianhu didn't refute the sentence "turtle son", he just snorted heavily, and he was born.
"Who else could you be? It's the court prisoner that I'm going to arrest by Jinyiwei. β
"Oh, I see. Then I'll ask you, if I'm a prisoner of the imperial court, why don't you dare to arrest me openly? Why is it disguised, tied up, and hidden in a coffin? Don't you really know who I am? Hmph, I'm talking about you guys, that's stupid. Your Grand Governor, yes, is that Dongfang Qingxuan, he is actually a court thief, doing things all day long, stealing chickens and touching dogs, framing the loyal and good, and harming the good. And what about you? It is the imperial court that eats it, but what it does is the lackey of Dongfang Qingxuan. Touching your conscience, can you be worthy of your father and mother who raised you with hard work, and the current saint who has entrusted you with heavy responsibilities with tears in her eyes? β
I have to say that chatterbox also has advantages when facing the enemy.
She always has a way to make people stunned with a string of inexplicable words.
Including that Ma Qianhu, five or six brocade guards stood in place with their scabbards on their swords, looking at each other.
In fact, they only know that this is a very private and important case, so where can they know the hidden truth?
It's just that what is holy today...... How could he have entrusted them with a heavy task with tears in his eyes?
After being stunned for a while, Ma Qianhu took the lead in reacting, pulled out his waist knife in an uproar, and pointed directly at Xia Chuqi, "Kid Hugh wants to talk nonsense." Wang Er, Zhu San, what are you still doing in a daze, quickly give people to Lao Tzu. Otherwise, when we go back to the Metropolitan Governor, we don't want to leave any of us behind. β
"Yes!" In the clanging sound, several people drew knives and were about to come up to get her.
"Waitβ"
Xia Chuqi not only did not avoid it, but also leisurely walked down from the steps of the bluestone slab, and raised the sword that had not yet been unsheathed.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please open your dog's eyes and take a closer look, do you recognize this sword?"
When a few people looked at the hilt of the sword in shock, she suddenly pulled out the cold and shining black sheath sword, and in the swaying of the sword spike, she squinted her eyes shallowly, and read the words on the scabbard word by word.
"General Qinci Shenwu, King of Jin......"
The word 'Zhao Bottle', she dared to shout occasionally in private.
But in front of outsiders, she can't afford to be disrespectful...... But there is no exit. only paused, snorted coldly, and swept his gaze coldly to the brocade guards.
"See clearly, right? Seeing a sword is like seeing a person. With the sword of His Royal Highness King Jin here, who dares to touch me? β
Ma Qianhu and the others naturally knew that it was Zhao Zhu's matching sword, and they also knew that this kid was indeed Zhao Zhu's person, but how would they know that Zhao Zhu was sleeping in it? Moreover, the Jinyi guard system is strict, they have always only obeyed Dongfang Qingxuan's orders, and when they run errands, they only need to complete the errand at hand, where can they control the "big gods fighting"?
His expression sank for a moment, Ma Qianhu's hand holding the knife tightened, and he shouted again, "Boy, you don't have a fucking fart here, you dare to claim to be the prince of Jin with a rotten sword, and coax a three-year-old child to play?" β
Yo, I didn't dare to admit it, Xia Chuqi deliberately glared at him, "Turtle son, are you illiterate?" β
That Ma Qianhu also received it very naturally, "I don't know." β
"It's pathetic." Xia Chuqi almost burst out laughing, "Then, shout Daddy, I'll teach you?" β
At this time, Fang Zhi let her take advantage, and Ma Qianhu's big cake face stiffened, and suddenly turned black, "The kid is not small. Hmph, according to what you said, the official I hold in my hand, or the embroidered spring knife of our Jinyi Wei Metropolitan Governor. β
As soon as he heard Dongfang Qingxuan's name, Xia Chuqi hated it even more.
Glaring at him obliquely, she put away her sword and pulled out a beautiful sword flower, and then asked with a smile, "Oh? According to your meaning, the Metropolitan Governor is more noble than His Royal Highness the King of Jin? With the sword of the Metropolitan Governor in your hand, you can take the people of His Royal Highness the King of Jin? β
I have to say, she's really a mouthful. Although she often eats a little hanging in front of Zhao Bottle, it is really not easy for ordinary people to get a bargain on her mouth. Although for Jinyi Wei officials like Ma Qianhu, the Metropolitan Governor is the god in their minds, and Jinyi Wei can walk sideways like a crab no matter where he is, arresting people, arresting people, interrogating people, detaining people, and executing people do not need to go through the Three Law Division, it is also because of Dongfang Qingxuan. These are all facts, but no one dares to say a word, and the Metropolitan Governor dares to be more noble than His Royal Highness the King of Jin.
King Jin is the son of the heavenly family, and he was born different.
This is a truth that everyone in the Dayan Dynasty understands.
So, after three or two sentences, Xia Chuqi's sharp teeth and Ma Qianhu's not good at words soon saw the real chapter. I saw that Ma Qianhu was choked by her, and his black face was swollen and red. But no matter how stupid he was, he realized that this kid was deliberately messing around there, and he didn't have any kind eyes. Immediately, he didn't pay attention to what he said again, and with a wave of his hand, he shouted in a rough voice.
"Do you want Lao Tzu to say it again? Speed to take people! β
"Yes, Ma Qianhu."
Five or six brocade guards made different movements and gestured with their waist knives, and walked towards Xia Chuqi step by step, but the speed of action was not so fast. They are not afraid of the weak Xia Chuqi, but they are really taboo about the Jin King Sword in her hand. Most people have never seen what Zhao Zhu's sword looks like, but they all know the words "General Qinci Shenwu" on it.
Hard-headed, they made comparisons and gestures, but they were just a few false moves, and they didn't forget to surrender in their mouths.
"Boy, don't kill with your sword."
Xia Chuqi held his arms motionless, knowing that Dongfang Qingxuan wanted to live, these guys would not kill her, but they laughed more calmly.
"If you have a kind, come and kill it, and if you take my sword, grandpa, I'll go with you."
"Brothers, go up ...... Took her. β
The person named Wang Er was obviously stronger than the others, and he saw that he grabbed the blade in his hand, and his body immediately pounced directly. Xia Chuqi's eyes narrowed, he dodged away very quickly, slid out three feet away, and then trotted under the big banyan tree at the other end of the Zen courtyard, like a cat teasing a mouse, and hooked his fingers at a few of them.
"Come on, let's fight here, this place is spacious."
Several brocade guards glanced at each other, and then pounced on her.
As she thought, the Metropolitan wanted a living person, and he couldn't just kill her. Therefore, although they are outnumbered, they are also a bit of a mouse-bogey, and they can't be used, and she has taken advantage of the loopholes, and has been teasing cats and dogs to take them all over the field.
"Haha, that's kind of interesting." Xia Chuqi's eyes were fixed on their movements, holding a sword in one hand and a fist in the other, always putting on a grappling and fighting posture, but a pair of feet were like boxers during the competition, jumping slowly and rhythmically on the bluestone slab, constantly changing the direction of the flirtation......
There was a strange jump there, and the heads of several brocade guards were dizzy.
"Boy! What the fuck are you dancing? It's weird. β
"Lao Tzu, this is called ......"
After a while, Xia Chuqi suddenly smiled and rushed straight towards them, just as they were holding the knife to the file, she slid into the oblique stab, and the whole person was like a dexterous harrier, and her body quickly jumped to the side, and her movements did not drag the mud and water at all, but in the blink of an eye, the glittering blood-drinking sword in her hand was on Ma Qianhu's neck.
"Don't move, put the knife down." She stiffened her face, sighed deeply, and waited for several brocade guards to do so, before she said with a smile, "The truth of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, didn't your governor teach you?" Today, my grandfather and I are free of tuition, and we are all learning a little. β
Jin Yiwei and his entourage of five or six people were fooled by her, and they were all a little confused.
The situation is too weird, they came to arrest her, but she captured Ma Qianhu, who had been watching the battle on the sidelines?
Especially, the tricks she used, they had never seen at all.
"You...... Put down your sword, cunning and deceitful, what kind of hero are you? β
Xia Chuqi sneered and laughed, "Only those who can beat are called heroes." The people who can't beat it, all of them are screaming for eggs. β
When it comes to martial arts, Xia Chuqi is certainly inferior to them. But the way she can kill people is the "one move to the enemy" of the special forces, which is summed up by countless blood and lives. Anyone who has ever been a soldier knows that it is most useless to play tricks when fighting, and the more complicated the tricks and moves, the more suitable they are for performing on the stage. In addition to being good-looking, killing people is not a good way at all. In the Red Thorn Special Combat Team, they receive only one training in martial arts, and they have only one goal: one move to defeat the enemy, one move to kill, and the shot must be clean and neat, not leaving the opponent the slightest leeway. If you don't make a move, it's a key point.
Can......
She still felt that she was too kind.
The sword body slashed a few times on Ma Qianhu's neck, and she rolled her eyes slowly.
"Count your turtle son out of shit luck, your grandfather and I don't want to kill people today. Otherwise, you head won't be able to eat tomorrow's white rice. β
Ma Qianhu's neck was cold, a cold sweat in his head, but his mouth was still ruthless.
"Boy, if you kill me......"
Oh, and there are people who are not afraid of death?
Learning from the relaxed appearance of the Oriental Demon, Xia Chuqi slanted his lips and smiled, his sharp sword body scraped around Ma Qianhu's neck, and said in a soft voice, "Silly, right? Your grandfather, I don't like to kill people, but I like to play with people. I haven't forgotten the tricks that most of your governors did to me. Don't worry, the living sin in the coffin, grandpa and I will not suffer in vain. β
She wanted to laugh, but Ma Qianhu was so frightened that his face turned pale, "What do you want?" β
"What do you want?" Xia Chuqi frowned, as if he was embarrassed to press the sword on his neck a little heavier, and smiled and crooked the corners of his lower lip, revealing a big smile.
"Hand over the money."
ββ¦β¦β
Not only Ma Qianhu, but several brocade guards were stunned.
How do they know what kind of virtue a person who drills money in the eye is? How could it be imagined that at this critical time of confrontation between the two sides, that kid would be like a bandit road rage, and ask for money directly before he came?
Ma Qianhu swallowed his saliva, slowly, took out the money bag in his arms, and secretly glanced at the people under his hands.
"No, it's all for you."
"Hey, why don't you look like a corrupt official?" Xia Chuqi checked the money bag and was not very satisfied.
As soon as she turned her head, she pressed her sword and looked at the other Jinyi guards who were about to move, "Don't play tricks, it's not easy to escape your grandfather's eyes." What is the name of you, you, and yours? What kind of sheep is it called, what kind of pig is it called...... Hurry, hurry, hurry. They all took out the money. Otherwise, Grandpa will kill your leader. β
Syllable......
Syllable......
Soon, several more money bags were thrown in front of her.
Xia Chuqi hooked the money bags one by one with his feet, stared at those people, and carefully picked them up in his arms, and then hooked his lips with satisfaction. However, even if she had already taken their money, her revenge in the coffin that day could not be avenged so easily. That doesn't quite fit her personality of retribution.
"Alright, the silver is received, and the game is officially underway."
Hearing this, Ma Qianhu's face darkened even more, "What do you want?" If you want to kill or chop, you fucking come. β
"If you don't kill, I won't chop. I just like to play with you, how about it? You, and a few of you, took off your clothes, knelt on the ground, and sang together...... We are vermin, we are vermin, come on dichlorvos. After singing two demonstrative sentences, she wrinkled her brows and ordered Ma Qianhu loudly, "Let them speed up, or they will cut off your ears and drink wine." β
"You ......"
Looking at Ma Qianhu's green face, as well as the completely stunned expressions of those people, Xia Chuqi's heart was very tight, and the pleasure of revenge came very violently.
Sure enough, it is still the most refreshing to clean up others, no wonder Zhao Slut is so keen on this activity.
Thinking in her heart, the sword in her hand moved down, and she smiled mysteriously.
"I count to three, if they haven't taken action yet, I will castrate you with a knife, then you can be directly promoted to be a father-in-law in the palace......"
His lips trembled, as if he had been forced to the extreme by her, and Ma Qianhu was also a bloody man, and he closed his eyes fiercely.
"A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated. Brothers, leave me alone, take him for me, and go back to the Governor of the Metropolis. β
"You're so brave." Pointing at Ma Qianhu's neck, the sharp sword body pressed down, and blood beads came out, and in his painful gasp, Xia Chuqi turned around and looked at the brocade guards with a smile, "Are you sure?" To take off, or not to take off? β
These people are also used to playing tricks on weekdays, and they are even more ruthless in cleaning up others......
But none of them have ever met them, robbed of money, and asked people to take off their clothes and sing again.
"Wang Er, Zhu San, a few of you come up, don't care about me, go up, ......"
Ma Qianhu should have some prestige on weekdays, and for this reason, those people were afraid that Xia Chuqi would really hurt their leader. It was quiet for a moment, and under her sharp gaze, the one named Wang Er suddenly took off his clothes.
"Damn, take it off, old man, are you afraid to take off your clothes?"
As soon as he took it off, he threw it on the ground, and the others took it off one after another.
Xia Chuqi smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Continue to take it off, sing while taking it off." Sing that you are pests...... Hurry up! β
"I ...... We are vermin......" one man sang quietly.
Ma Qianhu's forehead was covered with cold sweat, his head was lowered, and his voice was a little sad and choked, "Brothers, why are you so suffering?" It's just that my Ma Renyi is insulted, how can I let you follow me to be insulted, how can I let our Jinyiwei be so insulted by this kid? β
The compromise of several people crushed the last straw in his heart, especially when a weak young man compared his neck to threaten his subordinates to take off his clothes, for a big man, it was simply a great shame.
In the next moment, without saying a word, Ma Qianhu slammed into the seven swords at the beginning of Xia.
But where would she give him a chance?
"I'm not afraid of death, but I'm still afraid of being insulted?"
Startled, she quickly choked him.
Although they know that these people are mortal enemies, if they fall into their hands, their methods against her may be much more ruthless than this. But she really can't do this kind of bandit that bullies men and women.
"Okay, okay, don't take it off, I don't have a body of a few taels of flesh, and it doesn't look good, uncle, I'm not interested in looking at it. That's it, there's only one condition. As long as a few of you write me a confession and come out, and then draw a charge, the evidence is that Dongfang Qingxuan instructed you to kidnap His Royal Highness the King of Jin, and sincerely want to oppose His Royal Highness, I will let you go this time, otherwise...... The game isn't over yet......"
"Boy, don't be delusional, it's impossible for us to betray the Grand Governor."
Ma Qianhu took a sip, and yelled in a rough voice to let people leave him alone, but he stunned Xia Chuqi.
I didn't expect it, Dongfang Qingxuan's goods still have die-hard fans?
With a slight hook of her lips, she ignored Ma Qianhu and looked at the others coldly, "What about you, are you also unwilling?" In that case, uncle, I will tell you a sincere word, and I will smash this errand at you, in your metropolitan governor's place, can you pay the errand? Let's be real, sooner or later it's a dead word, so why not find a bright future for yourself? β
To put it bluntly, those people are not stupid, they know Dongfang Qingxuan's methods.
When they were ordered outside Chongning County that day, they had already made a life and death decision. If something happens, you really can't pay the difference when you go back.
A person shouted, "Ma Qianhu, it's better to ...... us"
"The cowards of the prisoners, come on! Take this grandson. Ma Qianhu shouted again.
At the beginning of the summer, I was in a good mood.
In her previous life, she was a military doctor, and she did good things to save lives and help the wounded, and she always belonged to the party that was a good person, but now in this situation, she found that the situation was completely reversed. She became a kidnapper by herself, and the few Jinyi guards who were supposed to arrest her have become poor and coerced masters? Especially this Ma Qianhu, who shouted so righteously and awe-inspiringly, it was almost as classic as the sentence "Shoot at me......
Silently applauding this guy, she was about to continue, when a soft voice suddenly came from outside the arch of the courtyard.
"In the place where Buddhism cultivates, it openly kills people with weapons. His Royal Highness the King of Jin really has a bit of courage! β
The voice, slow, gentle, but with a lingering cool killing intent.
Except for Dongfang Qingxuan, who else can be so enchanting?
Depend on! Xia Chuqi thought for a while, and felt that this time it was really lively, why did he come to mix?
Soon, she saw a bewitching and beautiful face decorated with a red robe. Except for Dongfang Qingxuan himself, in the Zen courtyard, dozens of guys dressed in brocade clothes and guards broke in at once, completely surrounded.
Coming prepared? It won't be that simple.
At the beginning of the summer, the seven-eyed wind peeked at the meditation room where Zhao Tuo was resting, it was really strange that the thing slept so dead?
Pulling Ma Qianhu, Xia Chu's seven swords were a little heavier, and he opened the corners of his lips and smiled.
"The ability of the Metropolitan Governor of the East to bite back is really getting better and better day by day, it seems that the bite is more, but it is different."
"Oh, did I say something wrong?" Ignoring the scolding meaning in her word "bite", Dongfang Qingxuan's alluring smile swept away from the corner of his lips, only glanced at her, and looked at the abbot master of Puzhao Temple and several other great monks who followed up with him with a smile, "Master Daochang, you have looked carefully, how does this person coerce my Jinyi Wei's subordinates?" β
"Bah, do you want to be embarrassed?" Without waiting for the old monk to speak, Xia Chuqi interrupted with a sneer, "I'm alone, can I still coerce a group of them?" Does that prove that you Jinyi Wei are all wine bags and rice bags? β
She has always had a poisonous tongue, and Dongfang Qingxuan's temper has always been very "gentle".
"What the eye sees is the truth."
After that, his light amber eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said softly, "Someone is coming!" β
Suddenly, several brocade guards stood up and clenched their fists with knives in unison, "Governor! β
Dongfang Qingxuan said lightly, "Take down the kid who coerced and insulted me and sent it to Beijing for investigation." β
Jinyi Wei Qianhu, the official, is actually not small, that Ma Qianhu can do such a position, Xia Chuqi suspects that it is really because of his "diehard loyalty" to Dongfang Qingxuan, otherwise, that guy really has nothing to offer. However, if the Oriental demon is really convicted of such a crime by reversing black and white, it is extremely reasonable to send it to Beijing for investigation. Just holding Zhao Zhu's sword in his hand, looking at the brocade guards who stepped forward step by step, Xia Chuqi always felt that this matter was unusual.
How could Dongfang Qingxuan know that she was here?
Bumped into? It can't be that coincidental.
Something is wrong! With a snort, she was about to let go of her voice and call Zhao Zhu, when his slow and low voice came from behind her.
"Lord Dongfang, what you see with your eyes may not be the truth."
Xia Chuqi felt at ease, turned his head, and saw Zhao Zhu wearing a noble and cold silk python robe, the black cloak was lazily and loosely tied on his shoulders, as if he had not slept enough, his good-looking eyes were half-open and half-closed, and a handsome face that was already graceful and unparalleled, under the calm and calm face, he was even more graceful and graceful, unparalleled in the world.
With a cold snort, Xia Chuqi had a bottom in his heart, pushed Ma Qianhu away, walked to his side, and muttered quietly.
"Are you the reincarnation of the god of sleep? You didn't wake up after fighting so hard outside? β
Zhao Zhu didn't seem to see Dongfang Qingxuan and his party in the Zen courtyard, but only lowered his head slightly, gave her a warning look, and then said in a gentle voice.
"Who made you so happy last night?"
"......" Xia Chuqi opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but when he received his meaningful eyes, he had to shut up. Okay, whoever let the two buddies eat a little loss.
"What should I do if I wear so little and run out and freeze?" Zhao Zhu's rare soft gaze still stayed on her face, as if he loved her to the extreme, regardless of whether people would suspect that he had that "broken sleeve fetish", he quickly untied the cloak on his body, put it on her shoulders, and tied it carefully, before he casually took her shoulders and looked at Dongfang Qingxuan with a cold gaze.
"Lord Dongfang, long time no see."
His actions just now had already scared a group of people stupidly.
Hearing the sound, basically no one came back to their senses, and only Dongfang Qingxuan's expression was the calmest, "It's only a few days." He smiled lightly and stepped forward, he was as charming as a blooming red peony, "However, Qing Xuan didn't understand His Highness's words. If, according to His Highness, what the eyes see is not the truth, then what is the truth? Can Your Highness sue one or two? β
Quietly grabbing Xia Chuqi's shoulder, Zhao Zhu's voice carried a cold chill that penetrated into his heart, word by word, and he made a loud sound.
"What this king says is the truth, and what is the truth."
This sentence is simply arrogant to the extreme.
But now in this temple and Zen courtyard, I really can't find a more noble person than His Royal Highness King Jin. You must know that today's saints believe in Cheng Zhu Lixue and have always positioned Cheng Zhu Lixue as orthodox. Therefore, the people of the time attached great importance to the concept of respect and inferiority, even if Zhao Zhu was arrogant and arrogant, he was the prince of the heavenly family, and he could be arrogant as a matter of course, and no one dared to say half a word.
The cold wind blows quietly.
The leaves of the big banyan tree flutter in the sand.
After a moment of silence, Zhao Zhu's cold eyes stayed on Dongfang Qingxuan's face again.
"Lord Dongfang, there is no objection."
Dongfang Qingxuan only smiled, "None." β
Zhao Jun raised his eyebrows, "Then, dare to ask Lord Dongfang, what do you want to come to the Zen courtyard where this king is resting, and want to take away the people of this king?" β
"Forgive Qingxuan for being rude, I don't know that His Highness is resting here." Dongfang Qingxuanfeng's eyes bent slightly, and he said very respectfully, but his expression was not half afraid, "Yesterday, the Maojiangyan suddenly burst the embankment, causing a flood disaster that has not been encountered in a century, Qingxuan learned that His Royal Highness was in distress in Jinsha Village, so he organized rescue personnel to search for His Highness's whereabouts along the way together with several adults such as the domain of the Sichuan Domain Office and the Mansion of Jincheng Mansion. Today, a centurion of Qingxuan saw the arrows sent by His Highness in Zhangren Mountain, so he hurriedly led people over. Fortunately, His Highness is fine, what a blessing. β
Ringing arrows?
Xia Chuqi turned his head and glanced at Zhao Zhu.
The rattling arrow is a kind of signal flare in this era, and it is also made using the principle of gunpowder. The only possibility is to take advantage of the time when she goes to line up to get porridge. But she couldn't understand a little, since Zhao Slut had such a good thing on her, why didn't she send it last night? Do you have to let her be scared by the snake for a night, and then turn around to Zhangren Mountain?
Her mind was full of questions, and she thought it was really a joke.
Judging from the current situation, the arrows sent out by Zhao Zhu did not attract Chen Jing and them, but they attracted Dongfang Qingxuan.
Zhao Zhu still caressed her shoulder, and comforted her as if she had nothing, her long clothes were as noble as ordinary things in the world.
"Since Lord Dongfang knows that this king is in danger in Jinsha Village. So the matter of Jinsha Village, can you give this king an explanation? β
"Explain?" Dongfang Qingxuan brushed his brightly colored robe, slowly walked over, slightly hooked the corners of his lips that were so red that he was sinful, and said a sentence with an unknown meaning.
"His Royal Highness wants to explain, Qing Xuan naturally doesn't dare to disobeyββ"
As soon as the soft and soft words were halfway through, in the next blink of an eye, I saw a flash of the knife, and the Metropolitan Governor of the East with a bewitching smile didn't even change his complexion, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand had already been shot. Under the reflection of his big red python robe, it was Ma Qianhu's biggest pair of eyes in his life, and the blood that splashed from his body was more bright red than fire.
"Pounce!"
The sound of a knife entering the flesh was muffled and terrifying.
One after another, five in a row, Dongfang Qingxuan's hand rose and fell. The voice, but soft as a lover's whisper.
"You things who don't know life and death, dare to offend His Royal Highness the King of Jin, and take away the servants around His Highness without saying anything, and almost let His Highness be buried in the torrent. even dared to chase here, deliberately causing a misunderstanding in this seat. His crime should be punished, and death is not a pity. β
The last eight words, he said very slowly, announced the fate of five people.
I saw that between the big red luan belt flying, several Jinyi guards who were on a mission in Jinsha Village were stabbed one by one, and they didn't snort, and they fell straight down. And Dongfang Qingxuan's narrow phoenix eyes were still smiling, and his face was like white jade, and there was no discoloration at all.
Xia Chuqi's heart was so shocked that it was beyond measure.
The other five people died when they died, they failed in their mission, were killed by the boss, or were wiped out, that is, they did not have full loyalty to that Dongfang Qingxuan. But that Ma Qianhu, although he was a little reckless, was a person who defended him so much, even if he died, he was unwilling to betray him. However, Dongfang Qingxuan was the first to stab him mercilessly.
Ma Qianhu, thinking of the guy who was teased by him not long ago, thinking that she still had his silver in her arms, when she looked at Dongfang Qingxuan again, her eyes changed a little.
This person......
It's so cruel that her hair is unhealthy.
In this heinous bloody scene, the Zen temple was quiet for a long time.
Slowly, Dongfang Qingxuan took out the embroidered spring knife with blood, looked at Zhao Zhu with a smile, and asked with a beautiful face.
"Your Highness, can Qingxuan explain it clearly?"
Everyone has a different expression, only Zhao Zhu is alone, and there is no expression at all. In other words, he probably didn't think there was anything wrong with killing a few people, so he just said lightly, "Lord Dongfang is really refreshing." β
"It is natural to serve His Highness." Dongfang Qingxuan said softly, took the white towel handed over by the wind, slowly wiped the blood stains on the embroidered spring knife, as if dealing with his treasure, wiped it very hard, but then said, "The embankment of the Maojiangyan River has been in disrepair for a long time, causing the dam body to burst, Qingxuan has sent a letter back to Beijing for eight hundred miles, asking the deputy envoy of the Jincheng Mansion to be punished for dereliction of duty. β
Zhao Zhu's expression remained unchanged, and he said coldly, "For matters that have nothing to do with this king, Lord Dongfang doesn't have to report it." β
"That being said......"
Dongfang Qingxuan suddenly smiled and raised his voice, and walked towards them step by step with the blood-stained demeanor, his gentle voice was as warm as a spring breeze.
"Qingxuan just received a tip, just two days ago during the rainstorm, Qinggang County Liunian Village that has not dried up for a hundred years, suddenly gushed out a large amount of well water with blood stains, and when the villagers went to investigate, in addition to finding a woman's body without wounds, but also found a stone tablet buried for thousands of years. Also, the people in the village are saying that it was the woman surnamed Liu who angered the god of the town when she fetched water, and she was retributed, otherwise how could she have died so strangely......"
Xia Chuqi has a score in her heart about this matter, and Liu's matter is also Fan Congliang that she hinted at, originally she just wanted to give her a dismissal, where could Fan Congliang take her life?
She suddenly felt a burst in her heart, looked up, but saw Zhao Zhuhan with a straight face, and said in a very light voice, "Lord Dongfang, when did you become interested in these stories of gods and ghosts?" β
Dongfang Qingxuan stroked the corners of his forehead, only pursed his lips and smiled, "Qingxuan is not interested in ghosts and gods, but he is particularly interested in a poem on the unearthed stone tablet." β
Zhao Jun sighed lightly and said coldly, "There is such a thing?" β
Dongfang Qingxuan's smile was even brighter, "Your Highness, do you want to hear what kind of poem it is?" β
Zhao Tuo looked lukewarmly, "If Lord Dongfang is willing to say, it doesn't hurt for this king to listen to it." β
The phoenix's eyes narrowed shallowly, and Dongfang Qingxuan read slowly.
On the bank of the Jinshui River, take advantage of the east wind,
Wang Shi Nan Ding Wu Na Zhong.
Climb high and look at the distant mountains and rivers,
The foundation was initially set by Ma Hualong.
As soon as this poem came out, it immediately shocked the people everywhere.
Although it is not an era when everyone can recite poems, these people in the Zen Temple, from Jinyiwei to old monks, are not simple characters. No matter how stupid you are, you can hear that this is a hidden poem, and the first of which means "King Jin ascends the throne".
"The holy dragon is still healthy, blessed and long-lived, and such a rebellious thing appears...... Your Highness, do you need Qing Xuan to remind you? Dongfang Qingxuan stared at Zhao Zhu with a smile, his demonic eyes were full of charm, and he seemed unwilling to miss any expression on his face at the moment.
"And such wonders?" It's a pity that Zhao Zhu's expression is extremely light, "This is the first time I've heard of this king." β
"Then now that I've heard about it, Your Highness thinks that according to Qingxuan's duties, how should I do the errand?" Dongfang Qingxuan asked with a smile.
"Lord Dongfang, what do you think?" Intercepting his words, Zhao Zhu's voice revealed a hint of chill.
"His Royal Highness moved from Una to Shudi, but he refused to return to Beijing to report on his work, and handed over the transfer of troops to the Ministry of War. What will the subjects of the world think? What should the courtiers think? In this way, Qing Xuan had no choice but to 'please' His Highness to return to Beijing according to the holy decree. β
As soon as Dongfang Qingxuan finished speaking, he raised a bewitching smile, and the big red sleeved robe waved lightly.
"Someone, please ask His Royal Highness King Jin to return to Beijing."
"Yesβ" Several brocade guards replied in a loud voice.
But before the action began, I saw a figure suddenly rushing over in front of the arch of the Zen temple.
"Governor, wait!"
Everyone's eyes immediately turned to the old monk in monk's robes. And the Jinyi Guard, who was waiting for the battle, had already unsheathed the embroidered spring knife in his hand, waiting for Dongfang Qingxuan's next order at any time, and there would be another bloody storm at any time.
"Master Dao Chang, what do you mean by this?" Dongfang Qingxuan asked with a smile, very polite.
"Amitabhaβ"
shouted a Dharma number, just when Xia Chuqi was puzzled. I saw that the old monk who was said to be profound, and had always existed like a fairy in the bones, folded his hands, and the whole person seemed to be electrified with the gods, and there were words in his mouth.
"A few days ago, the sky fell a hundred years of heavy rain, yesterday, the millennium Maojiangyan suddenly burst the embankment, the old man felt the suffering of the people, can not sleep at night, I am afraid that there is a heavenly warning from heaven, specially refer to the ancestors of the night according to the I Ching gossip to write the "push back map".
"Oh?" Dongfang Qingxuan smiled, "Can that Dao Master Chang have some understanding?" β
The old monk's tone was solemn, "The Governor of the East knows that in the decades since I founded the country, the government has been clear, and today's saint is even more powerful. But why, at this time, a natural disaster suddenly struck? If there is a natural disaster, there must be a heavenly way. This is the way of life. Although the old man was stupid, he also came to a conclusion according to the guidance of the "Tui Bei Tu......"
When the old monk said this, he stopped and stopped.
At this time, more and more people are attracted because of the movement here. It's just that because there are so many brocade guards, those people only watched and listened from a distance, and they didn't dare to go into the Zen courtyard.
Seeing that the old monk was silent, Dongfang Qingxuan smiled, "Master, it's okay to say it." β
The old monk looked up at the sky, and then, with his hands together, he knelt heavily in the direction of the Jingshi with a thud.
"Since the governor of the capital asked, the old man risked his life to tell the truth for the well-being of my people. Back then, with the appreciation of my lord Emperor Hongtai, Lao Qu was selected to enter Beijing to serve the prince of Jin, but he was entrusted by my lord, Lao Qu thought of this mountain and river at ease, and ran to Shu alone to hide here, and did not want to participate in this red dust again. But now, the way of heaven is warning, but the old man has to say it. I still remember that when the saint ascended the throne, he set up his eldest son as the crown prince, and the world was peaceful, and the four seas returned to their hearts. But now that the prince is sick, the saint intends to set up the eldest grandson as the prince according to the ancestral teachings, which was originally trained by the ancestral system, but according to the warning on the "Tui Bei Tu", this is the harbinger of my Dayan Dynasty from prosperity to decline. β
"Be bold and talk nonsense!" Dongfang Qingxuan's face changed, "Someone!" Take down this old monk and send it to Beijing to be dealt with together. β
"Presumptuous!" Zhao Zun drank coldly, "Lord Dongfang really can't be the king of this place?" β
As soon as the words fell, I saw that the Zen courtyard that was originally completely surrounded by Jinyi guards all around, I don't know when it started, from the roof, the gate of the courtyard, a large number of Jin Guards poured in, the first few, it was the most powerful twelve guards under Zhao Zhu, one by one strong and powerful, wearing armor and knives, and mighty. After a while, he surrounded the Jinyi guards in the middle, and in terms of numbers, he already had a great advantage.
"Master, you go on." Zhao Zun didn't look at Dongfang Qingxuan, full of majesty.
"Yes, Your Highness." The old monk of Dao Chang got the password, and his voice was a little louder, and he said it with a lot of emotion, and the words pointed to Dongfang Qingxuan, "Dare to ask the Metropolitan Governor." If it is said that the warning of "Tui Bei Tu" is the words of the old man's family, it is not enough to be believed. Now that the heavy rain in Shuzhong has caused disasters to the people, and the water conservancy of the Maojiang Yan, which has been unresolved for more than a thousand years, why did it suddenly burst the embankment and destroy the dam? And what is the explanation for the thousand-year-old stone tablet that suddenly appeared in the world in the ancient well? This is a warning from heaven, O Governor......"
I don't know what others think, but Xia Chuqi's heart has been beaten by this old monk.
She always felt that these things were getting weirder and weirder.
Squinting her eyes, she secretly glanced at Zhao Zhu.
But he was always as plain as water, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't show any emotion.
I only heard the Taoist monk say slowly, "Dadu Governor, judging from the stone tablet inscription in the ancient well of the Liunian Dynasty, Lao Gao suddenly realized the heavenly opportunity...... Thinking about my Dayan Dynasty, although there are many talents, but His Royal Highness the King of Jin's Wen Taowu strategy is obvious to all. Conquer the north of the desert and set foot in the south of Xinjiang, but in just a few years, the horseshoe of the prince of Jin has spread all over my Dayan border, and his reputation has spread far and wide. Combined with the guidance of "Tui Bei Tu", Lao Gu had the courage to say again, willing to take the head of the Xiang as a guarantee, the Dayan Dynasty wants the sea to be clear, the people are stable, all the countries are salty, the monarchs and ministers are harmonious, and the saint must be the prince of Jin as the prince, so as to support the society and solve the crisis of the shaking of the country of Dayan, otherwise the world will be in chaos. β
It's a long, earnest speech.
That word, that tune, bluffed Xia Chuqi was stunned.
If she hadn't been born in the 21st century, she probably would have to believe that except for Zhao Zhu, no one else would be able to sit on the throne of the prince. Otherwise, there will be thunderstorms, storms, torrential rains, bursting embankments and floods, and maybe there will be earthquakes, and the people will not survive. Except for Zhao Zhu's Dinghai God Needle, no one can stabilize this big Yan country.
Honestly, it was part of her plan.
But now looking at the extent of this implementation, it is far more meticulous than her original plan. Every link is meticulous, even the heavy rain, the bursting of the embankment, the monks who have attained the Tao, and the faults of Ma Qianhu, and the arrows are issued, one after another are in Zhao Zhu's calculations. No more, no less, just like the nine links, almost can't fit together, even without a single flaw. She thought that if someone came to tell him now that the embankment of the Maojiangyan was destroyed by someone sent by Zhao Zhu, she might believe it. Of course, the premise is that they did not survive the life-and-death crisis that was hit by the flood.
The old monk's voice just fell.
Zhao Zhu didn't speak, and Dongfang Qingxuan clapped his hands.
"Master Daochang, you are still like this...... Able to speak well. You really deserve the Dharma name given to you by the Holy Lord. β
"Amitabhaβ"
The old monk chanted the Buddha horn, and then got up and folded his head.
"If the teacher doesn't speak, most of the governors must not be suspicious of heaven's chances, and lead to heaven's punishment."
Dongfang Qingxuan chuckled, squinted his eyes slightly, the smile on the corner of his lips had not faded, and the whispers of the common people had already sounded inside and outside the entire Zen courtyard, what "Only His Royal Highness the King of Jin is the true son of heaven", "If the emperor's eldest grandson is set up as the prince, will I still have a way to live?" This made Xia Chuqi find that even the timing of the appearance of these ordinary people was so tight, which was really conducive to the spread of rumors in the future.
Then, I don't know who instigated it, a courtyard of Jin Weijun and the ordinary people who were sheltering from the flood "plop tom" one by one, kneeling on the wet and cold ground like dumplings in a pot.
"His Royal Highness King Jin Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose ......"
"Please thank the Metropolitan Governor for the lives of the world, and listen to the will of our people to the heavens......"
The overwhelming shouts were majestic, with an astonishing attitude like swallowing mountains and rivers, and the shouts were moving......
This play is simply wonderful.
To describe it in one word, it is ** stacked.
Xia Chuqi kept her body under Zhao Zhu's arm, and she was dizzying, until the beautiful face of the oriental demon sank, and she walked away with the brocade guard, and she had not recovered from one turn after another.
From the beginning to the end, there has always been only one winner.
Dongfang Qingxuan originally wanted to hold Zhao Bottle, but he was easily put on the side.
It is up to her to decide who wins and who loses, and there is no need for her to say more.
With only a pair of slightly squinted eyes, when it fell on Zhao Zhu's body, her mind became more and more complicated.
Quiet, cold, and quiet, he will accept the worship of all the people wherever he goes, and this is him.
To be honest, Xia Chuqi never felt that she was a person who lacked words, but at this time, in this voluntarial carol, she couldn't find an accurate word to describe the nobility and charm of the man next to her.
Don't dare to use "beauty", that's blasphemy. Don't dare to use "handsome", that's too superficial. Don't dare to use "Jun", that's too ordinary. She couldn't describe him in any one adjective.
Because no matter how flowery the word, it can't afford to take on that much responsibility.
"Your Highness...... But you want to bless me......"
"Your Highness......"
Her ears were filled with these words all the time.
I don't know how long it took, after the Jin Weijun evacuated the people neatly, and cleaned up the blood of the corpses at the scene, she still stood there silently, carrying the sword that was taken from Zhao Zhu's bedside.
"Little slaveβ" his familiar deep voice suddenly came into his ears, "still reluctant to go?" β
Xia Chuqi pursed the corners of his mouth and pulled out a complicated smile.
"I've always known that you were powerful, but I really never thought you were so powerful, and I can't blame me for not being able to play with you. Actually, you've woken up a long time ago, haven't you? Listening to me fighting with others in circles, waiting for Dongfang Qingxuan to catch me, and waiting for the critical time to come out and show me affection, and then fight against him. Waiting for him to say the stone tablet in the ancient well in the public in public, and he had planned to come to this Zhangren Mountain for a long time before he fired the arrow and attracted him, but you and the monk Daochang have a good string of what "push back map", what heavenly warning, what bless the common people, all fucking bullshit. Are you playing alone? β
Zhao Zhu frowned, moved his mouth, and wanted to say something.
But in the end, he still didn't speak, only looked at her lightly.
Xia Chuqi snorted lightly, and gave him a playful thumbs up, "Master, you are simply a black-bellied ancestor." Of course, I'm not hurting you, I'm really complimenting you. A person like you, who has no opponent in life, is quite boring to seek defeat alone, right? So I thought I still had a little bit to tease, so I caught it, put it in the center of my palm, and watched me jump, right? Hey, think about it, there's no way you can't put eyeliner next to the Oriental demon, right? Speaking of which, I'm a little suspicious, did you know that Dongfang Qingxuan kidnapped me? Otherwise, how could you have appeared in Jinsha Village so coincidentally and kindly saved me from the coffin? β
Zhao Zhu's face was expressionless, "You're done?" β
Xia Chuqi moistened his throat, spread his hands, and threw the sword to him, "It's over." Now that it's you, do you have anything to say? β
He naturally patted her head with one hand, the action was very intimate, and if he only spoke, he still hated her.
"Yes. Your poem is so badly written. What is it like a thousand-year-old inscription? It's simply a song of a country private school boy's oil work, and the ghost will believe it. β
With that, he walked away.
"Little slave, keep upβ"
Looking at his tall and tall figure under his black robe, Xia Chuqi ripped off his cloak and scolded himself.
Zhao slut, your sister's!
She has never written poetry in her life, is she easy?
------Off topic------
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, girls!
Erjin (shy): Let's talk about two things. The first one, chapter v has a lot of words, I'm blind, and I ask you to eat the typos. Second, do the girls think that our nineteenth master is spicy and handsome? The black-bellied ancestor has wood? If you feel it, then please wave your little hands and throw all the monthly pass evaluation tickets into the bowl. Thank you......
Everyone: It's been a long time since I punched you in the face, haven't you? Come, love one.
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